Princess Sets Poison Again

Royal Palace, Qing Yu Palace.

Since Murong Xun left, Murong Xuefei moved back to Qingyu Palace.

In fact, she still likes her palace, because here is clean.

She pushed open the window lattice and looked at the pine and cypress trees outside, her eyebrows were loose.

I don't know what happened to Brother Huang and Yun Shaoning. Father Huang didn't seem to find anyone.

"Cheer."

The familiar call behind him made Murong Xuefei stiff. She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time before turning around slowly.

Looking at Leng Yihan's stunned look, Murong Xuefei's heart ached.

She suppressed the pain in her heart, walked in front of Leng Yihan, and looked at him with certainty.

For the first time, she seemed to look at him so seriously, her dark eyebrows, deep eyes, Yingting nose, **** lips ...

She couldn't help but reach out, and his slender fingers traced his face carefully.

Nothing is perfect. I have to admit that he looks good and should be said to be handsome.

She does not deny that she once loved him and still loves him.

But can they still be together?

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei for a moment, feeling the temperature of her fingertips greedily.

For a long time, she hadn't been so close to him, long enough that he thought he couldn't wait in his life.

"Sher ..."

Leng Yihan held Murong Xuefei's hand and pressed it gently to his face.

Murong Xuefei didn't take back her hand, only looked at him indifferently, "What will you do to let me go?"

Leng Yihan's body froze stiffly, looking at her pair of unemotional eyes, and holding her hand loosened instantly.

Murong Xuefei didn't step back, but leaned closer to him, "You want me, don't you?"

Leng Yihan frowned, staring at Murong Xuefei frowningly, trying to speak, but all the rhetoric he had thought of before he came were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

Murong Xuefei gave him a cold look and pulled off his belt. The original long white skirt slipped down instantly, and in a single breath, she stood naked in front of him.

His pupils tightened suddenly, his face seemed to be slapped hard, and all of his blood faded instantly.

Murong Xuefei affixed to him again, she tiptoeed and kissed his pale lips.

Her kiss was cold, as if she had no emotion.

Leng Yihan's heart seemed to pierce into the ice cone for a moment, hurting numbness.

The burst of pain in her body stirred her all internal organs and twisted all of an instant, and she was sweaty and pale, but she didn't stop. She was like a fire moth, entangled in him with all her life and passion.

The rotten **** smell of rust melted between the lips and teeth of the two, and he was shocked by the cold and easy, and quickly pushed away Murong Xuefei.

"Xue Er ..." Looking at Murong Xuefei's lips that kept falling, Yin Hong, Leng Yihan's heart could not stop shaking.

Murong Xuefei concealed the sadness in her eyes, coldly looked at Leng Yihan, and said, "You see, we can't be together again at all. You are one step closer to me, and the love you give me It hurts me a bit. If you walk ten steps away from me, I will hurt a lot. "

Murong Xuefei stepped forward again and stuck it to his ear. "Now, I don't want to live, I'm better off to die. Is this what you want to see?"

Leng Yihan suffocated and couldn't breathe for a moment. Her cold resentment seemed to hold the rope around his neck, making him unable to catch even a breath.

Every word of her seemed to be a sharp arrow that penetrated his heart, but he knew his pain at the moment, but it was less than one tenth of her.

"I'm sorry." For a long time, Leng Yihan dropped his face in disgrace, and then disappeared.

As soon as Leng Yihan left, Murong Xuefei fell to the ground, and the tears of sadness rolled down uncontrollably.

It turned out that they were really impossible.

Leng Yihan walked out of the palace like a walking dead.

Obviously everything was his fault, why was she finally hurt?

"Ah!" Leng Yihan suddenly punched, as if to punish himself, and he slammed into the big tree in front of him.

Why hurt her?

Why pass her to her?

Why make her worse than death?

Leng Yihan's eyes were red, and he squeezed those hands that saw blood and bones.

It was all his fault that he killed her.

He should stay away from her, but he can't do it, he really can't ...

Leng Yihan clutched his hair in pain and sat down.

A figure came out from the dark and silently walked to Leng Yihan.

Leng Yihan's red eyes slowly raised his eyes, but he frowned in surprise, "It's you."

Zhuo Qingyun squatted in front of him, looked at his **** fists, and sighed softly, "Why are you doing this?"

Zhuo Qingyun took out the medicine bottle and wanted to apply medicine to Leng Yihan, but Leng Yihan shook off Zhuo Qingyun's hand.

Zhuo Qingyun pursed her lips and did not force it. She plugged the medicine bottle into Leng Yihan's hand. "It's his medicine. If he is here, he won't like you to practice yourself like this."

Leng Yihan held the medicine bottle and glanced at Zhuo Qingyun, "Why are you here, is there something wrong with Heaven?"

Zhuo Qingyun's eyes flickered, and she sat directly beside Leng Yihan, quietly, "Sacred heaven is a major event."

Leng Yi frowned frantically, without waiting for his questioning, Zhuo Qingyun said again, "But everything has been resolved, the old city owner was killed, the city owner's house was bombed, Baitaner became the new city owner, and Mo Beichen sent a million troops. Stick to the holy heaven, and the city of the holy heaven is now solid. "

Leng Yihan was a little stunned, and he just left for more than half a month. Is there so much happening in the heavens?

Shengtian City and Fengshen College have always been well-water-free, but he still has a responsibility for Shengtian. After all, if Shengtiancheng is really in trouble, Fengshen College will not be peaceful.

I didn't expect that Beaver would become the lord of the city of the holy heaven, so that ’s fine. With the ability of the beaver, the holy heaven will only get better and better, and there is Zixiao and Mo Beichen behind the beaver. People dare to take the idea of ​​Holy City.

"What's the matter with you when you come to me?" Leng Yihan glanced at Zhuo Qingyun. He should have come to him, otherwise he would not come here.

Zhuo Qingyun lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I am married to Lan Yuyu."

"Cough ..." Leng Yihan was choked by saliva for a moment, staring incredulously, "What did you say?"

Zhuo Qingyun looked up at Leng Yihan and said it again, "We got married, just a few days ago."

Leng Yihan froze for a while, then frowned, "What the **** is going on?"

How could two men get married?

Zhuo Qingyun looked at the front slightly, and slowly talked about everything he and Lan Yuyu had done during this time.

After listening to Zhuo Qingyun's comment, Leng Yi chillyly jumped from the ground, "You said Lan Yanyu is gone?"